I asked God why I was not born intelligent
Why I had such level of stupidity
But God did not answer these questions I posed
And kept me waiting in anxiety
I asked God why he did not give me beauty
And filled my features with imperfections
But God did not answer these questions I posed
And left me with little reflections
I asked God why he did not grant me full health
But made me fall ill every now and then
But God did not answer these questions I posed
And why He did this I just cannot understand
I asked God to answer the questions that hound
my mind and kept me in perpetual suspense
And once again He did not answer this question
And I felt so infuriated and tensed
My patience had ran out
I could not help but shout
“God! Please answer! ” aloud.
Still, silence filled the vacuous room
And I gave up on waiting
I felt like a fool always asking
When no one was actually answering
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem